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What would you Write to your younger self?
You probably also wish
that certain things would have gone differently.
If you had said something different.
If only you had stayed longer.
You would have didn't wear the yellow pants.
I wish I didn't to have become a meme.
I fucked up.
*Dynamic electronic music*
*cheers*
Done!
Mage?
I don't think I can do this.
You promised.
(Hoarse) I can't sing like that.
Your name is on the form, but I reported it.
You can do that.
Mage.
I'm going to the toilet.
Nervous?
Huh? - Because of the stains.
I know that well.
I'm Bashi.
Mage.
Do you know the?
The best for nervousness.
It's fine, thanks.
Also helps against the stains.
Just take a quarter, they seem strong.
What did you say? - Nothing.
Good luck. - Thank you.
* babble of voices *
Are you doing it?
Yup.
60-22, Eva? - That's you.
It's your turn. Are you coming?
Go.
*Muffled, distorted sounds*
(Man) So who do we have next?
Eve.
(Removed) You don't look like an Eva.
Hm? - You don't look like an Eva.
Uh... I'm her brother.
Mage.
Eve is... My sister is hoarse.
Because of that, I'm here. - Then show what you're made of.
*Muffled, distorted sounds*
Crap.
Did I screw up? - You screwed up big time.
Hey.
That is not that bad.
It won't be broadcast anyway.
* "MusicStar" signet *
You are not Eve.
Then show us what you can do.
(Fake singing)
A mountain?
Stop, stop. What's wrong with that?
Ah! - Mage, is everything okay?
Excuse me.
Unfortunately no, Mäge.
Stomach, stop!
* "MusicStar"-Signet *
* Handy *
Mark Birri.
F... !
With subtitles by SWISS TXT
*Tap*
(Over loudspeaker) Markus Birri, please go to the customer area.
Herr Birri.
Hey, there he is! Our star.
40 - that's when life just begins.
Hey, that's old.
Now it's really getting started.
On behalf of the whole team I wish you all the best.
To honor the day you can go home now.
We give you the hour.
A voucher of 40 Fr. there's on top of that.
Thanks.
Pull in your belly, Birri.
*Laughter in the background*
*Soft, melancholic sounds*
*Silent scene*
Totally boss, the 3310.
Hey cool!
* Nokia startup tone *
Fat.
T9 text recognition.
"Happy birthday old shit."
That should be called "sack".
Who are you writing this to? Yourself?
Is that possible? - Eh, not.
That's fine anyway.
You see, it doesn't work.
I have something for you too.
Thank you.
Do you want me to read it to you? - Mmm.
"Dear brother. Happy 20th birthday."
"2003 is your year. Now, after school,
you can do everything on Friendzone - the best band."
“The hours in the band room will pay off
and we will get started and become MusicStars."
"I believe in us." - So. - I know!
"Love, your sister Eva."
Thank you.
Where is it? It's gone.
A round of singing battle?
The casting is tomorrow. I want to practice.
You have to take care. - Uh! Crap.
Do you want it for a long time? stare at your cell phone?
* Game sounds from the cell phone *
*cheers*
(I did it!)
(You don't look like an Eve.)
*Distorted sounds*
Fuck.
What?
Happy Birthday.
We wanted to surprise you. - Uh.
*Notification*
He's already here. - What?
I was allowed to leave early.
All the best.
Wow.
Are there still many people coming? - This is Dejan.
Bye. I'm pleased. - Sali.
Uh ... - I know you from somewhere.
You look awefully familiar. - Certainly from Stardiscounter.
I need to charge the battery briefly.
Robin?
Happy 40th
14,610 days.
What are you going to do?
Um... - Eva, what are you planning to do?
Surprise.
*Dynamic pop music*
Mage?
What are you doing? - Have fun, stay in touch.
Go away. - Huh?
I need to see the screen. - Excuse me.
* Cough *
I need a little...
I see the place we used to live.
and I look for a famil...
Have you unplugged it? Don't just unplug.
Worth.
(Mit Echo)
This is bullshit. - This is Auto Tune.
anything just to turn back time.
Au.
Damn, what was that?
Everything okay?
Uh, yes. Everything okay. - And and.
Is it broken?
No no. It's all ok.
I'll prepare briefly. I'll be right there.
Got it to you also given a blow?
And.
(Superimposed voices) That should does not happen with these devices.
The housing is partly made of wood.
Just don't take that much. Go on.
*clearing throat*
and I look for a familiar face.
started doubting myself.
anything just to turn back time.
like when we were young.
and nostalgia
Hey, Sandy! Cool, you're here. She goes to my class.
This is Robin.
And this is my brother Mäge. - Hey.
All the best. - Merci.
* Door bell *
We have "Believe Rewind", "Machine Heart"
and some kind of German one.
What did you play earlier? - "Believe Rewind".
Then we'll do "Machine Heart." - Yes.
A text message from myself? - I told you it would work.
*Dynamic electronic music*
for somebody like me.
for some kind of saviour.
and turned me into you.
god, it's been a lifetime.
*Notification*
*Singing in the background*
*Notification*
"WTF"?
* Beat *
Markus, is everything okay?
Yes / Yes. I'm coming. - There are a few people here.
*Eerie sounds*
* Beat * There is a surprise.
A mountain?
A mountain?
Hm?
*Loud singing in the background*
the pounding in my chest ...
Did you do this? Fat beat.
* babble of voices *
Ramona, too.
All the best. - Long time no see.
Yes, really.
Well, we know - hello, hello -, why we are here.
Come here, brother. - Ah.
Best wishes for Definitely not 20 anymore.
Honestly, You don't want to be 20 anymore.
Uncertain, excessive dreams...
We wanted to be superstars.
We wanted to jet around the world.
We thought we could be anything. - Especially you.
That's why today let's...
... this time bring back to life.
You were for our band back then wrote a song.
20 years you claimed he is not finished yet.
May I introduce: Robin, Mäge and me -
We are friend zoned.
*cheers, applause*
I wrote a verse.
Then let's try that.
One two three ...
*Dynamic synth music*
what I see.
no meh.
He looks so familiar to me.
or is it the same?
This is unfortunately-no-mage. Cool!
Um... - A big round of applause for Mäge.
It's been a long time.
For everyone who wants it has cake and prosecco.
Grab it.
You should have been a musician.
That's what we were planning on doing too.
Weren't you also at Schützi Olten? at a concert?
I thought it would be over after that... - Cake?
I'll be right there. - But life...
At some point you'll be married.
I have to go. - Clear. I'll tell you later.
Gwen Stefani ... Äh ...
...kill...Um... - Mmm.
Uh...Christina Aguilera... Uh... marry.
And ... -Oh!
Who do I have to fuck? - Fuck: Robin.
I have heard that! -Fuck Robin!
* Relaxed pop music *
Wow!
*Notification*
Don't you want to come in? - I'll be right there.
You can't every time fall into a hole.
Focus on the positive.
Your friends, your family, your birthday.
They're all here because of you. - They are mainly your doctor friends.
Doesn't matter.
Your fertility doctor said...
... there won't be anything with children.
Because of my sperm. You can forget that.
You would never have me to persuade them to take part in the casting.
The shitty casting. Stop doing that. That's not what it is about.
That was 20 years ago, Markus.
You took Baschi's pill. You can't undo it.
There was once a Markus, who could laugh about it.
*Tap*
Is it new? Awesome color. - No, that was a gift.
The thing is super beautiful.
Such a crap.
Does anyone know what a Bashi is?
Cool, I didn't check that you are a sorry-no-sayer.
I totally celebrated the meme. - Where is Sandra?
I have no idea, but birthday boy You can't do it without a drink.
Prosecco?
Here, to you.
Crazy thing about the music. I also wanted to make music.
I wanted to be a rapper.
*Soft guitar music*
(Quiet) My voice.
I can't sing at the audition like that.
I do not understand anything. - You just have to drink a lot.
Ginger tea with honey is best. - Crap.
The casting! - It'll be fine tomorrow.
Can't you go for her? - What? I?
You are a band. That benefits everyone.
Full.
Uh ...
* Dramatic music *
*Cheers* I did it!
I can't do that.
Nervous?
Huh? - Because of the stains.
I'm Bashi. - The mountain.
Do you know the? The best for nervousness.
Bashi? - Yes.
I don't take your pills. - Easy.
Chill.
*Distorted sounds*
Are you doing it?
60-22, Eva?
It's your turn.
*Distorted sounds without vocals*
*Silent scene*
Yes, Mage!
Great!
I think we'll see each other again.
*Fast electronic music*
*cheering in the background*
* Whistles, applause *
SWISS TXT / Accessibility Services puretype gmbh - 2024
*cheers, applause*
Can I get an autograph?
My life has changed completely.
You noticed it too!
Horny, I am in the “Schweizer Illustrierte”.
I'm in jail!
I wrote to my former self a SMS. And then:
Okay, there were side effects.
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